Friday, December 13, 2019
Thursday, December 12, 2019
Wednesday, December 11, 2019
Tuesday, December 10, 2019
Book Excerpt for the Day
As murder weapons go, the lowly tire iron
has the virtue of being genderless and easily obtainable. Lots of people have tire irons. They’re probably not as common as a set of kitchen
knives, but they’re cheap, readily available, have no moving parts, and no one
would think to question your possessing one.
You don’t need a license to buy one and you don’t have to worry about a
three-day waiting period while your local hardware salesman runs a background
check.
(from Q Is For
Quarry, by Sue Grafton)
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Monday, December 09, 2019
Sunday, December 08, 2019
Saturday, December 07, 2019
Word for the Day
Widow’s Walk (n.;
phrase) : a railed or balustraded platform built on a roof, originally in
early New England houses, typically for providing an unimpeded view of the sea.
Friday, December 06, 2019
Book Excerpt for the Day
Three
strands for the French hens, under the sky,
Seven for the swimming swans, my true love gave to me.
Nine for the gracious ladies dancing by,
A
partridge for the Red Lord, in a pear tree.
Tinsel ensnares them all, tinsel entwines them,
Tinsel confounds them all and in the ice-floes binds them,
In
the land of Kringol, where the reindeer fly.
(from The
Management Style of the Supreme Beings by Tom
Holt)
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Wednesday, December 04, 2019
Tuesday, December 03, 2019
Christmas Lights
Done. Used little plastic clips this year instead of staples. We'll see if they hold up until the 1st of the year.
Monday, December 02, 2019
Sunday, December 01, 2019
Book Excerpt for the Day
David
Rosenhan, a professor emeritus at Stanford, (…) in 1973 got himself and seven
other completely healthy friends admitted to the mental wards of hospitals
across the United States. The point of
his experiment was to question the validity of psychiatric diagnosis – but they
hadn’t expected it to be so easy.
Rosenhan and his colleagues each phoned a hospital complaining of
hearing voices. The rest of their medical
history and any other life stories were all true. All eight were admitted – seven were
diagnosed with schizophrenia, one with manic-depressive psychosis. As soon as they entered the hospital they
said their hallucinations had disappeared.
It was then up to each individual to convince the staff to discharge – a
task that took between seven and fifty-two days.
(from Unthinkable by Helen Thomson)
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Saturday, November 30, 2019
2019 Holiday Season
There's Christmas music on the CD-player (I didn't do it), some (a couple hundred, just the beginning) indoor Christmas decorations are up, and there's an artificial log in the fireplace.
Friday, November 29, 2019
Tuesday, November 26, 2019
Book Excerpt for the Day
“I
can’t believe you didn’t pack any weapons.
Some kind of handgun adapted for Martian air.”
“Believe me. I didn’t.”
She hesitated. “OK. Well, I did.
In the back of the food lockers, on both the gliders. I stowed away crossbows. To work them, you just have to-“
“Found
them. Took them out. Dumped them.
Sorry, kid.”
She felt unreasonably enraged.
“Why the hell? Listen to me,
Dad. Weapons like that have helped keep
me alive a long time in the Long Earth-“
“Don’t hold with weapons.
Wouldn’t expect that from a guy from Wyoming, would you, Frank? Weapons kill people, in the hands of idiots. And since most of the human race are idiots-“
(from The Long Mars
by Terry Pratchett and Stephen Baxter)
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Monday, November 25, 2019
Sunday, November 24, 2019
Saturday, November 23, 2019
Anarchy at the Library
Today was library day for us. We supported anarchy by signing a petition (on the steps of the library) to make healthcare more accessible to people with pre-existing conditions.
Friday, November 22, 2019
Thursday, November 21, 2019
Book Excerpt for the Day
Dad
followed me. He sat down with a loud
exhalation and turned to stare at me.
After twenty-seconds of uninterrupted comical glaring he joked: “If
you’re on drugs you can tell me you know.”
I
lowered the magazine and laughed a muffled response. “If I was on drugs I would never tell you.”
“Why not?” he feigned surprise and hurt.
“You’d be missing out. We could
share. I have a cupboard full back
home.”
“Really?”
“Sure. Uppers, downers, lefters,
righters. I got the lot.”
(from An Idiot In
Love by David Jester)
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Wednesday, November 20, 2019
Tuesday, November 19, 2019
Monday, November 18, 2019
Sunday, November 17, 2019
Book Excerpt for the Day
“If
I tell you this,” I said quietly, “it could be bad for you.”
“Bad how?”
“It could force you to keep secrets that people would kill you for
knowing. It could change the way you
think and feel. It could really screw up
your life.”
“Screw
up my life?” He stared at me for a
second and then said, deadpan, “I’m a five-foot-three, thirty-seven-year-old,
single, Jewish medical examiner who needs to pick up his lederhosen from the
dry cleaners so that he can play in a one-man polka band at Oktoberfest
tomorrow.” He pushed up his glasses with
his forefinger, folded his arms, and said, “Do your worst.”
(from Dead Beat by Jim Butcher)
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Saturday, November 16, 2019
Art Appreciation Saturday
"Nude Descending a Staircase" by Marcel Duchamp. I posted this on Facebook to see if they'd delete it for its erotic content.
Friday, November 15, 2019
Thursday, November 14, 2019
Wednesday, November 13, 2019
Book Excerpt for the Day
Words
were what excited Jim [Morrison],
writing rather than singing them. “I
never did any singing,” he told Rolling
Stone, looking back on his youth. “I
never even conceived it. I thought I was
going to be a writer or a sociologist, maybe write plays. Anne expected her brother to become a poet
“and be poor all his life”. As an
example of his intellectual interests, she notes that when he graduated from
high school in 1961 he asked his parents for the complete works of Friedrich
Nietzsche as a reward, which says something about the sort of boy he was and
offers a key to understanding the performer he became.
(from 27 – A
History of the 27 Club… by Howard Sounes)
9½*/10. The complete review is here.
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Tuesday, November 12, 2019
Monday, November 11, 2019
Sunday, November 10, 2019
Overdue Book Charges
I got an email from the Phoenix Library this past week, informing me that they have changed their policy, and will no longer be charging/collecting fines for overdue books. You're free to ignore the due dates, but at a certain point, they will charge you a "replacement fee", presumably to buy a new copy of the book.
I have mixed feelings about this new policy.
Saturday, November 09, 2019
Friday, November 08, 2019
Book Excerpt for the Day
The
door to the archway banged open and the three lads startled. They looked at each other sheepishly; it was
only Treasurer Fogg. “Gentlemen,” Fogg
nodded at the lads. “Mrs. Sprye, my
light and joy,” he said as he bent to kiss her upturned cheek.
“Foggy come a’courting, he did ride,” Stephen sang, sotto voce.
Ben and Tom chuckled. Tom
wondered why it was the highest poetry when youths and maids fell in love but
basest comedy when persons of middle years did the same. Their lumpish figures, he supposed. And their appalling lack of shame.
(from Murder By
Misrule by Anna Castle)
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Thursday, November 07, 2019
Wednesday, November 06, 2019
Word For the Day
Gleeking came up in a book I just finished reading. It was set in the 1580's, and there are two definitions for the word, one modern, one archaic.
I presume the archaic definition was the one the author intended for the book, and it is "joking" or "gibing", which fit the context of the passage in the book.
The modern meaning is considerably different, although still akin to the 1600's version. I'll let you google it. I was quite amazed there was a specific word to cover this bodily action.
Tuesday, November 05, 2019
Monday, November 04, 2019
Book Excerpt for the Day
Almost
immediately young Boyd had alienated the other Scouts with his nettlesome
commentary and disdain for physical labor.
By the time the troop made its first expedition, Shreave had been
accurately pegged as the resident slacker.
Soon after midnight a prankster had opened his sleeping bag and set
loose a juvenile armadillo, which innocently began to explore Shreave’s armpits
for grubs. The unhappy camper had
reacted by clubbing the bewildered creature to death with his boom box, a
second-degree misdemeanor resulting in the troop’s ejection from the Lady Bird
Johnson State Floral Gardens and Nature Preserve, and of course, in Shreave’s
lifetime banishment from the Scouts.
(from Nature Girl by Carl Hiaasen)
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Sunday, November 03, 2019
Saturday, November 02, 2019
Friday, November 01, 2019
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